And whenever Santo returned to his room after cleaning up, there would be a copy of this article waiting for him on his bed, along with a few pictures of "The Thing" that didn't make print.
He can take his guesses as to who left them there for him.
He's shaking his head trying to get water out of his ears as he gets back to his room. He'd had to get very creative with that pressure washer hose. He almost does a flying leap on his bed, until he notices the paper on it.
"Oh God..."
Fuzzy memories begin to swirl.
Of shouting at the top of his lungs that he needed to get laid. Repeatedly. To everyone. Every place they went.
Rocking out to "Bad Moon Rising" as highway passerbys got a glimpse of his granite ass through the car window.
Declaring his undying love and devotion to the George Washington statue at the park. Besides other things.
And... chasing Cessily with someone's black thong across his head as he pretended it was Havok's fruity head dress and she was the Goblin Queen.
Or maybe that was first and that was why he woke up orange?
He throws himself down face first on his bed, doing his best to self-suffocate.
Okay, the looks he got walking down the street were one thing. The fact that some kid pointed at him and said 'He doesn't look drunk today, mommy!' almost caused an incident, but Auntie Petunia's favorite boy /really/ doesn't like losing his temper.
This brings him to his paper-reading, while trying to remember exactly /what/ happened in the last few nights. He's pretty certain that he didn't do anything like this, but then.. who could have?
Whoever did, well.. They're gonna get a talkin' to. And maybe a clobberin'. He stomps back to the Baxter building, and starts bellowing, waving the paper about.
"REED! You got some doohickey that'll find blackouts and mental stuff goin' wrong?"
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He can take his guesses as to who left them there for him.
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"Oh God..."
Fuzzy memories begin to swirl.
Of shouting at the top of his lungs that he needed to get laid. Repeatedly. To everyone. Every place they went.
Rocking out to "Bad Moon Rising" as highway passerbys got a glimpse of his granite ass through the car window.
Declaring his undying love and devotion to the George Washington statue at the park. Besides other things.
And... chasing Cessily with someone's black thong across his head as he pretended it was Havok's fruity head dress and she was the Goblin Queen.
Or maybe that was first and that was why he woke up orange?
He throws himself down face first on his bed, doing his best to self-suffocate.
Wanna die now, plzkthxbye.
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Okay, the looks he got walking down the street were one thing. The fact that some kid pointed at him and said 'He doesn't look drunk today, mommy!' almost caused an incident, but Auntie Petunia's favorite boy /really/ doesn't like losing his temper.
This brings him to his paper-reading, while trying to remember exactly /what/ happened in the last few nights. He's pretty certain that he didn't do anything like this, but then.. who could have?
Whoever did, well.. They're gonna get a talkin' to. And maybe a clobberin'. He stomps back to the Baxter building, and starts bellowing, waving the paper about.
"REED! You got some doohickey that'll find blackouts and mental stuff goin' wrong?"
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"This ain't yer funny idea of a joke, is it matchstick!?"
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So Julian actually went through with his plan.
Friggin' sweet.
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